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First thing’s first: You already took it off before you beat the vegemite outta’ Smythe, so while Pepper continues to assail you with a tsunami of words you take out your <span class="mu-s">TRENDY TRACK JACKET</span> out from your pocket and gently place it over her pale, trembling shoulders.
“B-bwah?” She sputters as your move stops her from speaking tongues, “Wh-wha?”
Not to ruin the moment, you mutter, but white shirts and rain don’t go too well together.
It takes the girl a moment to understand what you’re insinuating before she frantically dons the jacket you lent her!
“I… I KNEW THAT! I-IT WAS A DISTRACTION TACTIC, IS ALL! I J-JUST WANTED TO GAIN THE UPPER HAND WHEN WE-”
Yea alright, that’s all the self-restraint you had. Here goes. Lifting the girl off of her feet like a princess, you dash behind the nearest rock you can find and press her against it before showering her tear and rain-soaked face in kisses!
“ACKPTH!” Pepper sputters in a mixture of confusion, surprise, and… excitement, “Wait, what are you–we CAN’T, sandcr-if we start now I’ll-<span class="mu-i">MMPH!</span>”
You’re on a tight schedule here, so you just cut to the part where you lock lips with hers and let your mouths do the talking!
Paralyzed in surprise at first, the redhead practically <span class="mu-i">melts</span> in your arms as she wraps her legs around your waist to bring you closer! Caressing her wet hair with one hand, your other wanders down her lower back…and stays there until she snatches your hand in hers and places it, well… <span class="mu-i">lower</span> with a forceful growl!
You don’t even feel the rain anymore as you pour everything you have into kissing Pepper–every memory of her apparent death, the thought of her not making it to the end of the night… the thought of never being able to see her again… all of it is flushed down the drain like old pizza sauce as the two of you hold each other as close as you can!
After what feels like countless hedonistic hours locked in each other's embrace, it’s Pepper that gently pushes you away!
“D-<span class="mu-i">DIESEL…</span>” She gasps, her face flushed from lack of breath and the current situation, “You… you <span class="mu-i">meant</span> it…”
Yep, you nod, red and panting as well, guess she scooped ya’, huh?
“Oh… oh my god…” She mutters under her shallow breath… “We… we’ve gotta stop, sandcrab…”
Or else <span class="mu-i">what</span>?
“Or… or else…” She wheezes as a dreamy look washes over her face, “... I’m not gonna be able… to stop myself…”
Your brain agrees, despite the lack of blood up there right now. You’ve got a job to do, and even if you <span class="mu-i">were</span> to… <span class="mu-i">continue</span>... this is hardly the best place to do it. Your heart and a few… other parts… aren’t too happy about it, but despite all odds you miraculously manage to lift yourself off of the girl!
She doesn’t look too pleased about it either, but them’s the breaks, huh?
>CONTD.
